I rest , slightly out of breath
Floating ...
In a little canoe carved with etched markings of ancient tradition - native - to mama earths paintbrush
Offering my naked body sleek with a slight sheen of daytime heat,
my face shadowed by the brim of a banana tree leaf sombrero ,

Lazily drifting into giant Lilly pads , lotus flowers spring up , rich sumptuous yellow suns adorned with skins of deep purple petals
Where I go , I don't know - Rivers leads the way

Curvaceous as my curls the water meanders into Lake Meru

Gently disturbing the pristine reflections of misty cloud mountains
Ripples cascade into the placid watery depths as I dock in where the river meets land , to find the seven nymphs waiting , to guide me home.

All this time , woven into a shirt that is iradeccent as the halo around lady moon as night falls across the vally.

The last drops of sunset burning orange adorn my locks ,

Fire light calls and beckons , dancing flames whisper sensual pleasures and lick my skin leaving residual memories of rooftop nights , but , today we lie on the earthen - hearth falling asleep to the cradling , rocking rhythm that is
Sacred lullaby

Notes got us high on paper wings

Leave these flesh bodies in favour

Of ethereal

And father sky's cloud kingdom - star shine
Coats each kiss in bioluminescence
Forget cloud 9 , this , I, heaven on earth

When we return , bodies paired with dew

Under the blanket of sunrise
Serene

I have drunk from the mountain stream
Clean , clear , free.

Tears are but wisdom distilled . in physical form .
I have already drowned myself , with angry drops
Christened with splashes of joy
To sleep after i exhausted the water supplies
To drift into worlds i hope will soothe me,

But my dreams are edged with fraying tension ,
this is too much , is there no respite , despite this

i think , it's just learning how to relax again after being tense for so long

A long winding road with many *** holes - really , has no one tended to the infrastructure ? - but i do not walk alone
this is divine comfort in the highest
i have passed through the myriad of messes from childhood depression

to emerge blinking - safe on steady ground
i thank my lucky stars to have been blessed with such emotional struggles - for it has given me the perspective , the faith , the desire to out live and out last any ******* .

I didn't realize i would deal with it all now , despite the therapy...it really was my own heart that healed herself

and i won't wait till i'm old and on a shelf to sort out this mess inside of me , i won't let it fester

no time like the present !!
no time like the ****** present !!

Fleeting expressions culminate
in rich tapestries given a chance,
you , tripped over my shoe.
I , touched your arm
We tumbled into conversation , we tumbled out of bed , we tumbled in emotion
history unsaid

Cultures with the same mind , how we are running the game
Tourists who go by the same name a single sigh when words escape our minds

Reeling as the waves roll in.
In ,
In,
In,
The tide is coming out again , we  can walk across the quicksands with the chartered marks written by the corrosive tides , i'd whisper this to you , but there is no distance

Space but an illusion

I align myself with the cycles of the cosmos
I acknowledge my shadow
                           my bright self
i bypass negativity to expansion
        i trust the hidden helpers on my quest
as well as those in plain sight

i could ask you where your from but that's nothing compared to what you wanna get done
tell me about all your dreams , your hopes your wishes the ones you'll get by whatever means

so maybe your mind isn't sweet and maybe your dark to the core and maybe your sorrows overshadow the light that wants some more